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Psst! We're moving!
I hope he’ll be happier.
——From Su Zaizai’s Little Fairy Diary
The second day of the school sports meet.
Su Zaizai sat under her class’s tent, secretly staring at Zhang Lurang from about thirty meters away.
The tents were arranged around the track in class order, so Class 1’s position was just at the ten o’clock direction relative to Class 9.
From afar, Zhang Lurang sat amidst a group of boys. Everyone else was laughing and chatting.
Only he kept his head bowed, holding a book in his hands.
From this angle, all she could see was his dark, messy hair and slightly pursed lips.
He had already changed back into his blue-and-white striped school uniform, looking fresh and bright.
An hour later, Zhang Lurang finally stirred.
He stood up, put the book into his bag, and headed toward the restroom.
Su Zaizai quickly got up, smoothing her hair as she ran.
She soon caught up to him.
With a leap, Su Zaizai positioned herself in front of him, grinning mischievously: “Hey!”
Zhang Lurang glanced at her but didn’t respond.
She walked alongside him for a while.
As soon as she stood next to him, Su Zaizai’s mind went completely blank.
All the prepared words she had planned vanished instantly.
It was so quiet…
She decided to start with some casual small talk.
“I think you’re really great like this.”
“What?”
“It’s really good that you don’t need anyone to accompany you to the restroom.”
“…”
This felt even more awkward.
Su Zaizai decided to just go for it: “Zhang Lurang, have you ever lied?”
“Mm.” Zhang Lurang responded casually.
Buoyed by his response, Su Zaizai pressed on: “Have you ever scored thirty points on an English test?”
“…Mm.”
Noticing the slight hesitation before his reply, Su Zaizai’s heart sank.
Had she hit a sore spot?
Panic rising, she quickly added: “Actually, scoring low isn’t a big deal. Let me tell you—my combined scores in physics and chemistry have never exceeded a hundred.”
“…”
“I’ve been trying to memorize the periodic table since middle school, but I still can’t get it right.”
“…”
“I honestly don’t know what the unit for acceleration is.”
Zhang Lurang’s brow furrowed slightly in confusion: “What are you trying to say?”
“Can’t you figure it out?” Su Zaizai said, feeling frustrated.
“Mm.”
Su Zaizai scratched her head, nearly jumping with anxiety.
“To praise you and make you look good, I’ve made myself sound like an idiot, and you still don’t get it!”
“…”
“Do you really believe I don’t understand such simple things? It’s absurd!”
Zhang Lurang couldn’t hold back anymore and said sternly: “That’s just how you are.”
It wasn’t fake talk meant to flatter him.
The truth was exactly that.
Su Zaizai: “…”
Silence fell between them again.
Even though she had been exposed, Su Zaizai didn’t feel embarrassed.
She hadn’t forgotten the purpose of her visit and continued asking questions.
“Have you ever lied to me?”
“Mm.”
Su Zaizai: “…”
Did he have to be so honest!
How could she get him to lie?
And…
Su Zaizai adopted a disapproving tone: “Zhang Lurang, you can’t keep doing this.”
“…”
“You always just respond with ‘mm.’ It’s too dismissive.”
“…”
“Be more enthusiastic! If you don’t want to say much, you can just add one word.”
“…”
“For example, ‘mm-ah.’”
“…”
After saying this, Su Zaizai suddenly realized something was off.
She quickly covered her cheeks, mumbling: “…Suddenly, I feel so ashamed.”
Zhang Lurang’s expression darkened, and he coldly remarked: “What goes through your mind all day?”
When teased, he bristled.
A Handsome Prince masking his feelings with aloofness.
Su Zaizai pretended not to hear him.
After some thought, she decided to cut straight to the chase.
Taking a deep breath, she asked yesterday’s question again: “Do you think I’m pretty?”
Zhang Lurang was still somewhat displeased from earlier.
Without any hesitation or consideration, he immediately replied: “No.”
Hearing this answer, Su Zaizai laughed.
Then she stared at him expectantly.
Thirty seconds passed.
…No reaction.
Su Zaizai thought he might be a bit slow.
Let’s wait another minute.
One minute later.
Realizing the situation, Su Zaizai grew indignant: “Zhang Lurang! How dare you!”
So unfair! After taking off her makeup, he didn’t recognize her anymore!
She had spent the entire night looking forward to this!
Her agitated tone caused Zhang Lurang to glance at her sideways.
His gaze was faint, betraying no emotion.
Yet there was a subtle, teasing undertone.
Instantly, Su Zaizai wilted and hurriedly plastered on a smile.
“You’re… so good-looking. Thinking I’m not pretty is absolutely correct when compared to you…”
Zhang Lurang: “…”
However, Su Zaizai still felt a bit reluctant and shamelessly asked: “But when you look at me without a mirror, don’t you find it pleasing to the eye?”
Hearing this, Zhang Lurang stopped in his tracks.
He recalled the shout he had heard on stage yesterday.
——Handsome, I want to ravage you!
His brows furrowed slightly.
“Su Zaizai,” he called out.
Caught off guard by Handsome’s summons, Su Zaizai felt flattered.
She quickly leaned her face closer, responding cheerfully: “Here I am!”
Ignoring her response, he asked expressionlessly: “What does ‘Handsome’ mean?”
At this question, Su Zaizai froze entirely.
Her brain raced, and cold sweat began forming on her forehead.
Then she started rambling nonsense: “Well, ‘Handsome’ means exactly what it sounds like—it refers to someone who is very beautiful, or it can also describe someone who is very handsome. It can even refer to someone with excellent moral character.”
Awkward silence.
A few seconds later, Su Zaizai gave up in despair, throwing caution to the wind: “Alright, fine, that was me shouting for you.”
Zhang Lurang: “….”
“Are you upset? I was complimenting you, not insulting you.” Su Zaizai sounded a bit aggrieved.
“….” He truly didn’t see anything worth being happy about.
“And besides, there was even a girl who shouted for you to come rob her beauty—I didn’t go that far!” Su Zaizai became increasingly convinced of her logic, her voice growing louder. “I only said, Handsome, I want…”
Here, she suddenly stopped.
The aggrieved expression on her face abruptly vanished, replaced with slight embarrassment.
Quickly, she adopted a serious demeanor.
Then, pointing at the nearby restroom, she said: “You should hurry up and go, don’t hold it in too long. I’ve got something to do, so I’ll head off first. Let’s talk another time.”
Without waiting for Zhang Lurang’s response, she scurried away in embarrassment.
Zhang Lurang stood there for a moment, staring at her retreating figure.
Soon, he turned and headed toward the men’s restroom.
After taking a few steps,
He suddenly tugged at the corners of his lips, a faint smile appearing.
Thanks to her antics, his previously heavy mood had instantly lifted quite a bit.
Normally, it would have taken him a long time to adjust.
That suffocating feeling had been effortlessly dispersed by her in just this short span of time.
The weight on his chest suddenly felt lighter than a feather.
With a single gust of wind, it drifted away.
Far, far away.
Thinking of Su Zaizai,
Zhang Lurang suddenly felt a twinge of envy.
Being a little stupid had its advantages.
No worries.
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After the sports meet ended, each class began cleaning up the site.
Su Zaizai carried her chair toward the teaching building.
From behind, Wang Nan called out: “Hey! Su Zaizai! Let me help you carry it!”
She pretended not to hear and kept walking.
As she exited the stadium, Su Zaizai suddenly noticed Zhang Lurang ahead.
He was carrying a chair with one hand, looking exceptionally relaxed.
She quickened her pace and walked beside him, offering enthusiastically: “Rang Rang, let me help you carry it!”
Hearing her voice, Zhang Lurang turned to look at her, frowning: “What did you call me?”
This time, Su Zaizai didn’t chicken out. She replied frankly: “Rang Rang. If you think it’s unfair, you can call me ‘Zai Zai’ too!”
Since he had already heard her call him “Handsome,” she figured she might as well go all the way.
Zhang Lurang: “….”
“Rang Rang, let me help you carry it.”
“….”
“Rang Rang, why aren’t you responding to me?”
“….”
“Zhang Lurang, let me help you carry it.”
“No need.”
As expected.
Su Zaizai blinked, suddenly finding the situation incredibly amusing.
…Let’s try something else.
“Handsome, let me help you carry your chair!”
“…”
“Handsome…”
Unable to endure any longer, Zhang Lurang snatched the chair from her hands and strode forward quickly.
Su Zaizai was stunned and chased after him blankly: “Why did you take my chair?”
“Su Zaizai.”
“It’s ‘Zai Zai,’” Su Zaizai corrected him.
“…” He fell silent for a moment, sighed, and said with a hint of defeat in his tone: “Go back to the classroom—I’ll carry it for you.”
Hearing this, Su Zaizai glanced at him and murmured hesitantly: “I really wanted to help you carry it.”
“Mm.”
Su Zaizai walked beside him, kicking a small pebble on the ground with the tip of her shoe. In a low voice, she asked: “Zhang Lurang, are you upset?”
“…”
She pointed to the spot between her brows: “You’ve been frowning here this whole time.”
Zhang Lurang didn’t respond.
After a while,
Su Zaizai smiled faintly and continued: “But now you look pretty much like you usually do.”
The two entered the teaching building and began climbing the stairs.
Zhang Lurang remained silent. When he noticed her being jostled closer by the crowd, he instinctively shifted the chair slightly.
Then he heard her say: “As expected, I can make you happy when I’m around.”
“…”
Seeing that he still didn’t speak, Su Zaizai scratched her head in frustration.
After some thought, she said: “Rang Rang, I’ll treat you to pudding—don’t be upset anymore.”
Her tone was like哄a child, as if sugar had been sprinkled into her words.
Yet he remained quiet.
Su Zaizai also fell silent.
She slowed her pace, trailing behind Zhang Lurang.
Like a shadow.
They reached the third floor.
Su Zaizai watched as he placed her chair outside the door and carried another one into the classroom.
Without a word, it was as if he were ignoring her existence.
Su Zaizai stood rooted in place.
Suddenly, she felt a pang of sadness.
Just as she was about to walk over and retrieve her chair, the person inside returned.
Zhang Lurang lifted her chair with one hand and glanced at her.
Su Zaizai opened her mouth, wanting to say something.
But then she saw Zhang Lurang turn and head upstairs.
Su Zaizai hurriedly followed, a smile curling her lips.
“Rang Rang,” she called out brightly.
“…”
“Handsome.”
“…”
“Zhang Lurang.”
“Mm.”
I like you so much, she thought silently.
The two arrived at the entrance of Class 9.
Su Zaizai was just about to take the chair from his hands when she heard him ask: “Where do you sit?”
At his words, Su Zaizai instinctively pointed to the second-to-last row in the first group: “I moved there.”
Zhang Lurang walked over.
Su Zaizai immediately followed.
Jiang Jia, who had been chatting with the person in front of her, immediately fell silent and gossiped excitedly while staring at the two of them.
Zhang Lurang placed Su Zaizai’s chair down properly.
Su Zaizai assumed he would leave immediately after placing it.
But instead, he stood quietly in place, as though waiting for something.
She clenched her hands tightly, suddenly feeling nervous: “What’s wrong?”
Zhang Lurang turned his head and looked at her.
Then he softly replied: “Nothing.”
With that, he turned and walked out of the classroom.
Once he left, Jiang Jia excitedly pounced on Su Zaizai: “Oh my god! What’s going on?! Did you win him over?!”
Su Zaizai shook her head and explained: “He probably thinks I’m annoying—that’s why he helped me carry it.”
“No way! Would he personally carry it into the classroom for you?”
“It’s true.”
Jiang Jia continued analyzing the situation in her ear, but Su Zaizai couldn’t hear anything anymore.
Her expression was dazed, tinged with confusion.
She was lost in thought.
What had Handsome been waiting for earlier?
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